THIS is how I see John when the boys were small. I love that this isn't just a one time thing between John and the boys.

“Hold still,” John says, glancing around for a washcloth and discovering it soaked and out of reach. He pulls the tail of his shirt up, pushing Sammy’s hair away from his face and wiping at his eyes. So normal and loving.

John exchanges a glance with Dean, unable to suppress a snort of laughter at Dean’s raised eyebrow..see, John can too laugh...